I'm a blogger

Hmmmm, I can’t think of anything to write about and with the exception of Cy the one eyed kitten below there’s nothing interesting in the news. So I think I’ll act like a normal blogger and write about my day yesterday. Ok so I woke up at five AM and after taking a twinkle I headed into my living room and turned on the news. Then it was on to my desk where I first checked my e-mail then my site, then I dialed up the “Hun’s yellow pages” and looked at free porn for a while. Oh and if any of you have a good suggestions for free porn sites preferably of the amateur variety feel free to pass em along. You know for research and all that you know.

Anyway after that I went and laid back down for the hour or so before taking a shower and heading out to work. You know what sucks, the water pressure in my apartment has dropped off by half and it makes for a really cheap shower experience. I told my landlord but who knows when they’ll get that muthafucker fixed. What fun is it having a six setting shower head if the water dribbles out like a cheap blowjob? Not that I’m saying that the blowjobs I get are cheap, for one they’re far and in between so I’m just happy to be there which actually makes any blowjob I get a highly valued commodity. But it was the first visual that came into mind….next to peeing.

Moving on. I get to work and for the next eight hours I’m busy being a minion of the MAN. Except during lunch when I go on myspace and look for hot chicks to be my friend. And if you’re on myspace and want to be my friend you can find me here “http://www.myspace.com/197978”. Myspace, not just for the stinking baggy pants wearing kids.

Now after work I head over to the Record Bar to see my pal Steve to say hello and get some dinner. I’m driving thru Westport and I pass the Broadway Café which is closed?? What the fuck is up with that? The awnings are off the building and the inside is all torn up and shit!

I get to the Record Bar and after sitting down I ask Shawn behind the bar if he knows what the fuck is going on with the coffee shop. He tells me that they closed down for a week for a quick remodel which brings a sigh of relief to my heart. After hearing that the news isn’t so bad I decide to be frisky and I order a cold Fosters in a can. I never usually drink beer but what the hey? I had a chance to talk with Steve a bit then I ordered some fish and chips off the menu and went on home where I settled into the couch for three hours of Stargate on the TV. Oooh, look at me and shit, being like a normal blogger and all that.

"and the monkey flipped the switch"